What is peculiar about The Theater, though, is that there is no developer named on the jewel case, nor a game description on the back. He is completely expressionless, though some say that if you smash the disc his face is shown as angry the next time you look at the cover, though this is just dismissed as an urban legend. He is simply a poorly drawn, pixelated, bald, Caucasian man with large red lips wearing a red vest over a white shirt and black pants. The actual legitimate copies that they say were released back in the day feature a blank cover with nothing but the sprite of what has since been named ‘the Ticket-Taker’. Today, if you ever find it, it’s only available on crappy bootleg CD-ROMs, which, more often than not, don’t even actually contain the game. You see, The Theater was an old game released around the same time as Doom. Probably because many say it doesn’t even exist.

Have you ever heard of an old game called “The Theater”? Yeah, didn’t think so.

It’s not particularly terrifying, but it’s certainly weird - and the payoff at the end is what bumps it from merely an odd story to one with some darker undertones.Ī word of advice: Don’t bug the Ticket-Taker.

I have no idea who wrote it I also don’t know how long it’s been floating around the Internet, although I know it’s been around for at least five years (2010 is roughly when I first discovered creepypasta). “The Theater” is one of the first creepypasta stories I ever read.